“But no matter what i feel, or think, my teeth are a part of me, and by hating them i’m only hating me.”

OK. for my entire life i have wanted something, this something will make me feel like a better person, and in my eyes benefit my life. this thing is not money or a boyfriend, a baby, or a car. this thing that i want so desperately is..  A Normal Smile i know this sounds stupid, your thinking ‘come on how could that change your life’ well here’s the thing my teeth are effed-up and wonky, to say the lest. and the crappy thing is that, the worst part of my mouth is my two front teeth, i can’t even smile properly, and as soon as i meet someone new, i see them looking at my teeth, and then they start to think about them, and then become scared of me. my two front teeth are the two things that i feel are destroying my life, in every possible way. braces, or the removal of some of my teeth, things that  can help me, they would fix every problem i have, but the reason i am talking to you now, is because i can’t have anything done too my mouth, i’m allergic to the anesthetic, and if i want to use some other type of anesthetic, i have to pay for it, and that’s going to cost money, money i don’t have.  and to make this worse i’m a teenage girl, now i don’t care about being pretty, but the people around me (peers)  are just being to quick to judge, and i feel like an outsider in both my class, family, and to the world.

this is probably something i need to talk to someone about, because its really depressing me, thanks for listing to me rambling on about my problems.

( by the way, have dyslexia so i’m sorry if my grammar was a bit off)





Doctor Hollywood



One of the major perks of living in San Diego is the proximity to Los Angeles, the celebrity mecca of the world.  I get a little bit giddy every time I see a freeway sign reminding me that I am just a couple of hours from the homes of my favorite celebrities.  After all, the only famous people that I had access to in my hometown of Toms River, NJ were the stars of Jersey Shore.  And I’m not complaining, because Snooki is a sight to behold and I was incredibly excited to see her that one magical night at Karma.  But she is D list at best, and Los Angeles is home to the real deal, the A listers.   So when the opportunity arose to head up to L.A. this past weekend, I jumped right on it. 

For me, being in L.A. feels akin to what I imagine…

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My YouTube addiction + hair cut

so i guess its been a while since i last posted…

well to be honest, nothing has been that exiting in my life, the only thing that has happened is me getting a hair cut, (love it) and me getting addicted to YouTube,(seriously I binge watch for about 4 hours a time!) yeah,  just your normal middle class problems, and that just about sums up the last 4 months of my life. anyway enough about me, whats been happening in your lives, anything new? why don’t you tell me in the comments




By: Bro. Marcelino Rapayla Jr.

Goooong! It’s the bell again…the almighty bell that dictates the day’s concatenating tasks in the seminary. Many times, I grumble in silence, when it tells me to go to the chapel, to the study area, to the school, to the music practice, to the gym for sports, and to the respective services. It harnesses me to it many times, what only a 30 minute time for wash-up…and, oh, need I mention, its other equally harassing 30 minute schedules: those 30 minutes of eating, those 30 minutes of cleaning in the morning and afternoon, those 30 minutes of preparing for the long hours of classes? The almighty bell is a ”noisy gong, a clanging cymbal;” it’s only love is to annoy, if not to punish, to make my seminary life miserable.

But in these last days of the school-year-on these days when…

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RV that says Zeitgeist on the back I found the strangest word on my trails.

I can’t even read and I still think it’s a strange word.

And I sure don’t know what it means.

But it might be a violent word because it seems to be related to killing TVs.

Anyway, I decided to make my person look the word up.

And I still don’t know what it means.

Because there doesn’t seem to be a translation into English – or even into dog language.

I thought everything could be translated into dog language. Woof!


But my person found out that word is a movie – and there are conspiracy theories in that movie.

I don’t know what conspiracy theories are – but I think they’re related to everybody being turned into rock piles on my trails.

Rock piles next to the trail

That word seems to get around because my person found out it’s also a movement. Apparently a bunch…

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